Shaping a Blessed Land!

After obtaining the Wind Dao Heaven and Earth Qi, Lord Rat did not rush to make a move.

He wandered around the two sacred mountains of the Spirit Rat Line for three whole months.

The two second-tier spiritual mountains are as follows: one is located to the north, with soft rocks and a strong element of earth-based Spiritual Qi; the other is located to the south, in a low-lying area with water accumulation year-round and rising water vapor, giving it a somewhat Yin Qi.

Neither of the two mountains has anything to Dao of Wind.

The Lord Rat squatted on the top of Nanshan Mountain, its whiskers twitching and its face wrinkled like a walnut.

To cultivate a Blessed Land Dao of Wind, there needs to be a favorable vantage point, right?

There must be some foundation in the Spiritual Qi of the Dao of Wind, right?

These two dilapidated mountains, one nestled in a valley and the other soaked in moisture, don't even have a decent draft.

"Difficult to handle."

After muttering to himself for a while, the Lord Rat finally turned his gaze to the narrow valley between the two sacred mountains, where strong winds could be seen blowing through it.

The valley runs north-south and is about seven or eight miles long. The mountain walls on both sides are steep, and the narrowest part in the middle is only about forty or fifty feet.

This type of terrain has one advantage: it provides a natural Dao of Wind.

The monsoon winds from the Northern Mountain Range rush in through the valley mouths, accelerating as they pass through narrow passages to create strong gales, barely managing to barely touch the Dao of Wind.

I've made up my mind.

The Lord Rat squatted at the bottom of the valley and measured for seven days and seven nights. He found that the gale in the valley was the fiercest around midnight, making his whiskers flutter.

"This is it, at least we have a slight advantage in location."

He asked Shi Pan for ten Qi Refining Realm Boulder Bear Demon, who spent two months moving all the obstructive boulders at the bottom of the valley, leveling the protrusions on both sides of the mountain wall, smoothing out the terrain between the valleys, and even carving out more depressions and turns.

This diverts some of the wind's energy, causing it to gather in this valley.

The wind rushes in, howling through the valley, passing through various bends and turns, intercepting the airflow, and gradually condensing within it, preventing the gradual formation of Blessed Land.

But the main event is yet to come.

The Lord Rat guided two branches of Spirit Vein from the North Mountain and the South Mountain, which converged and intertwined at the bottom of the valley. The two Spirit Vein, one earth and one water, had different attributes, but they formed a weak flow of Spiritual Qi at the point of their intersection.

The turbulence itself was useless, but the Lord Rat dug a deep pit, three zhang square, above the confluence point.

The pit faces the valley entrance. When the monsoon winds blow in, the turbulent Spiritual Qi is swept up by the wind, forming a small vortex of Spiritual Qi in the pit.

Although the vortex was small, it was the prototype of the Dao of Wind's ingenuity.

"All that's missing is the trigger."

The Lord Rat squatted by the pit, staring at the Spirit Sealing jade box, and hesitated for a long time.

Directing the Wind Dao Heaven and Earth Qi into the pit is like planting a seed in barren soil...

It can survive, but it grows slowly; it might take hundreds of years for it to sprout.

Only by continuously investing various Dao of Wind objects and elements in the future to lay a solid foundation for this place can the formation of this Blessed Land be accelerated.

Just like the forbidden zone back then, it still needs to be cultivated slowly.

However, materials for the Dao of Wind are not cheap.

A batch of spirit medicine were indeed harvested from Nine Winds Valley, but most of them were immature and of varying quality.

What's truly usable are only about ten second-tier Wind Spirit Grass and a small pile of Wind Spirit Crystal Stone. Although they can Changfeng Path, it's clearly a drop in the ocean.

"Not enough, far from enough."

The Lord Rat pondered this over and over, and finally gritted his teeth, riding a demonic cloud to find Zhao Yanshan...

In the blink of an eye, on the mountaintop of the Zhao Clan lineage.

The Lord Rat arrived riding on a cloud, shouting, "Manager Zhao, a customer has come to buy!"

Before long, Zhao Yanshan flew into the air. Seeing that the Lord Rat had come to his door in person, he gave him face and invited him into the hall for a chat.

"Lord Rat, what's wrong with you?"

"The Lord Rat has come in person; what are your orders, Ancestor?"

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you're too kind. It's not that my ancestor has any urgent business, but rather that I, Rat, have a favor to ask. May I ask how many wind-attribute spiritual items you possess?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanshan paused for a moment, then pulled out an account book.

The Zhao Clan's inventory of spiritual materials does not contain many wind-attribute spiritual items, but it is not entirely devoid of them. In the market of White Cloud Immortal City, there are many spiritual items for sale, and occasionally there are also Rogue Cultivator selling them.

Zhao Clan's purchasing disciples always bought whatever they could find.

"There are still seventeen second-tier Wind Spirit Grass, more than twenty Wind Eye Stone, and three second- or third-tier Wind Attribute Demon Core, all of acceptable quality."

"I'll take them all, Fellow Daoist Zhao, how many Spirit Stone would you like?"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Yanshan quoted a price of 15,800 Spirit Stone!

Upon hearing this, the Lord Rat's whiskers twitched three times.

Expensive, damn expensive!

Over the years, Lord Rat had only accumulated a meager fortune of twenty or thirty thousand Spirit Stone. This purchase emptied out a significant portion of his wealth.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, could you give me a discount?"

The Lord Rat rubbed its paws together, its face full of ingratiation.

"Lord Rat, as you know, wind-elemental spiritual materials are already scarce in our Northern Protectorate. Scarcity makes them valuable." Zhao Yanshan shrugged. "But out of respect for you, I'll round it down."

"Here's 15,000 Spirit Stone. That's already the purchase price."

"A second-tier Dao of Wind- spirit medicine, even if you add it together, would only cost four or five thousand Demon Core Spirit Stone. But as you know, a second-tier Demon Core Lord Rat starts at two thousand Spirit Stone, and yours is a Dao of Wind Demon Core, making it even rarer."

The Lord Rat gasped for breath, heartbroken, but still gritted his teeth and took out the Spirit Stone.

"From now on, wind-elemental spiritual materials should be supplied to me first, and the price is negotiable."

" make a deal."

Although both the Sun and Zhao families serve various tribes of the demon Demon Race, it is clear that the Lord Rat does not have as much power as the Bear Lord.

They could eat and take things for free, and yet they managed to buy such a large quantity of Dao of Wind spiritual items.

Overall, it's not bad.

After returning to the valley with a large amount of spiritual materials, the Lord Rat buried himself in work for half a month.

He planted numerous Wind Spirit Grass in various depressions throughout the valley, using this to gather wind energy to cultivate the Spirit Plant. As the Spirit Plant grew, they gathered Spiritual Qi and the essence of the Dao of Wind, thereby driving the Dao of Wind energy of the valley.

Wind Spirit Crystal Stone and Wind Eye Stone are embedded in the pit walls in specific locations to form a simple wind-gathering formation.

He buried the three wind-attribute Demon Core at the deepest part of the pit as a reserve.

Everything is ready.

The Lord Rat took out the Spirit Sealing box and opened the lid.

A burst of azure light erupted, and the moment that Mad Firmament Clear Mountain Mist Qi broke free from its restraints, the wind in the entire valley suddenly changed.

The once steady draft suddenly transformed into an invisible dragon, rampaging through the valley, knocking the Lord Rat to the ground and scraping their dark red fur until it stood on end.

"This wind is exceptionally fierce; it truly is the energy of heaven and earth!"

The Lord Rat frantically channeled its spiritual power, pressing the wisp of Heaven and Earth Qi into the deep pit.

The moment the Heaven and Earth Qi entered the pit, the Wind Spirit Crystal Stone on the pit walls lit up simultaneously. The cyan light and the gray-white Spiritual Qi energy intertwined, and a weak but stable column of wind rose from the pit.

The column of wind, no more than three feet tall and as thin as an arm, slowly rotated in the pit.

He tightly bound that Wind Dao Heaven and Earth Qi within it.

Thus, the initial form of this Blessed Land was completed.

The Lord Rat lay on the edge of the pit, looking at the pitiful little pillar of wind, his feelings complicated.

Compared to the Ancestor's Thunder Pool, this thing is incredibly shabby. The Thunder Pool is now ten zhang in circumference and nine zhang deep, with purple-gold lightning surging endlessly—what a magnificent sight!

Now look at yourself.

There was a pit about three zhang square, inside which stood a wind pillar that was not much thicker than an arm.

It's shabby, truly shabby.

"Never mind, everything is difficult at the beginning."

"With this precious land, it can become the core inheritance site of my Spirit Rat Line in the future, at least establishing a foundation."

"It's many times better than before. At least we're no longer rootless duckweed. The future succession will be orderly, which isn't bad!"

The Lord Rat consoled himself, got up, and dusted himself off.

In the days that followed, he came to check on it every three days, and the wind pillar was indeed growing slowly, from three feet to four feet, and then to five feet, growing an inch or two each month.

At this rate, it will truly take shape.

It will probably take five or six hundred years.

The Lord Rat stared blankly at the pillar of wind for a long time, then quickly turned and left.

no.

Relying solely on this nascent Blessed Land to grow on its own is too slow; we need to find another way.